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by Nicole Feb 4, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
No one can see the real me, though try as they might. Nor can they see what Ive become, and so this I write Ive put up a mirrored illusion, of a calm and conjured face. With a smile painted on, and an unassuming grace. The pain is hidden behind, a thousand walls of a hardened soul. Using hidden messages to relay feelings, something completely out of ones control . Denying feelings of lust and sadness, refusing to reveal what I feel. For fear of being cast out into the shadows, denying what is truly real. I try to tell myself all the time, that I really do not care. That she deserves your upmost attention, Because I will always be there. But even feelings eventually escape, and blossom into something real. So I hope you'll eventually forgive me, for not telling you how I feel